Solitary
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Chapter 7: Death
He had seen far too much of it in his lifetime. That was a fact he sometimes contributed to the unnatural color of his hair – premature aging. But it was just his little joke. Too many of his friends though, and others that he loved – had a place on the stone memorial: just as he had once told his students. Some day, he knew he would have a place on a stone somewhere. He hoped, though, that his death would have meaning. After all, hadn't a death saved his life time and time again? He wished to do the same.
